Ghost Husband's Too Shy

These coffins are not simply empty boxes.

When the coffin cover slipped out slowly, and then the light on me, I saw that there were corpses inside!

My eyes widened, my mind was shocked and frightened.

When these coffins fell, the dark wind kept blowing around me, as if... As if the souls here saw their bodies and kept shouting to return to their bodies.

It's terrible. If I'm surrounded by these souls, it's really difficult for me to go out. Moreover, it's easy for me to have trouble breathing and keep awake.

Over there, Mo Chen attacked while stopping Fang Jun's action.

But it's strange to say that Fang Jun is only a human, but in the face of these attacks, he dodges quickly, which is not like a normal human speed at all.

I suspect that it may have absorbed too much power. It is not human physiological function for a long time.

I trembled, comforted myself, and stepped up holding Ling Xiao's hand.

"Brother, be careful!" I shouted towards the other side, so as to divert my own attention and relieve my pressure. I didn't dare to look at the people in the coffin or feel the increasingly fierce wind around me.

Distracted to look at me, Mo Chen's eyes are full of worry.

"Girl, take your amulet in your hand. There is aura on it. Ordinary wronged souls don't dare to approach you, and it's impossible to hurt you. Also, put Ling Xiao on the ground!"

But before he finished, Fang Jun shouted impatiently, "shut up! You shouldn't be here. No matter what your identity, you shouldn't come to destroy my affairs, let alone compete with me for an Jiling. She's mine! It can only be mine! "

Crazy, vicious, dark, what kind of bad feeling appeared on Fang Jun's face at this time. He looked at Mo Chen viciously.

"If it hadn't been for not hurting an Jiling, I'm afraid you would have died together. Now, don't want to escape. If you come in, don't want to go out!"

Fang Jun's arrogant tone, I on this side can still hear clearly, and even his expression can be seen.

This space is dominated by him. We don't know anything about this place. I can't help worrying. Even if I believe in the power of ink dust, but

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha? You asked for it! " Fang Jun has a strong killing intention towards ink dust. Even I don't know what identity ink dust is. Look at that temperament, it should not be human.

However, after all, it is my brother. The familiar breath and the feeling of him who is similar to me make me very kind. I also accept that this person is indeed my brother.

But why ink dust appeared at this time and what kind of identity it appeared in is still a mystery, which I don't understand.

At this time, I can only be thankful that it was my helper, not the one who came out to stir up the situation.

I watched the situation around me nervously. I was afraid that if I wasn't careful, Ling Xiao would disappear from me and be taken away,

"Do you think too much? I think your strength is not enough to compete with me and play games with you. Are you serious?"

There was no anger in the tone of ink dust, but it was full of contempt and dislike.

I can't help but feel a little funny. Is this ink dust? In addition to tenderness, it also has such a lovely side, as if it was picky in the face of food you didn't like to eat.

I was suddenly stunned. Some fragments flashed in my mind about ink dust.

I don't know why these memories appear at this stall. However, these memories seem to really confirm that Mochen is my brother.

At that time, there was no Ling Xiao, Chu ye or Fang Jun.

But my home

The clip flashed quickly. I only grabbed some. The picture was that when I was eating with ink dust, I was always picky about food. Ink dust used a small bowl to grasp what he liked most to eat on the top and what nutrients were hidden below, but I hated very much.

Coax me to finish the meal mouthful by mouthful, and then wash the bowl safely.

And when I sleep at night, I like to pedal the quilt. Ink dust is very patient and covers it for me.

He is always awakened by me in the middle of the night. I love to cry. He is not angry. He just gently touches my head, then holds me and coaxes me to sleep.

In these memories, there are no parents, only ink dust

Every fragment is ink dust. He takes care of me in my daily life. I don't know why. However, these memories poke into my heart, and I know more about the man in front of me.

"Brother..." I looked at Fang Jun's ink dust and mumbled,

If at first, just because of the cordial feeling, I decided that this was my brother, now, I really feel the trace of growing up together with Mo Chen.

It's him, like my parents, who raise and take care of me. Although there are few clips, he is so patient and gentle in every picture.

I couldn't help looking at his figure and slightly hooking his lips: "it's not too late to remember now, brother. Finally, I'll see you again."

I know that this is not the time to think about these things. I sorted out my emotions and tried to face the coffins that suddenly appeared around me.

These corpses... Are slowly getting up. They are like puppets and puppets with strings. They are manipulated and keep coming around me.

Fortunately, they are not fast.

However, the smell of corpses suddenly rising in the air made me feel a little uncomfortable. I covered my nose with disgust. Even if I didn't want to see these corpses, I still couldn't avoid it.

What they have in common... Is that they can play all over their body, except their faces.

Their faces were deeply sunken, so were their eyes. The raised eyes were so serious that even their eyebrows looked so deformed.

The most important thing is that there is a black dot in the middle of their forehead, which is obvious.

Every corpse has it. I don't know how it came from. I took Ling Xiao's hand and gradually stepped up.

The amulet on the handle was placed in the most prominent position, constantly forcing itself to receive a small amount of oxygen, but it has been polluted and smelly.

They wanted to feel the smell of my amulet, and their movements became more slow.

The overcast wind has not stopped, even stronger.